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XX/XX/202X, the day I graduated, he confessed his feelings to me. I was immature back then, and because I liked him so much, we started dating. As always, we enjoyed a romantic relationship, not just a casual friendship. But that was short-lived. I was a college student and he was a high schooler, so our schedules never aligned. Despite that, we kept in touch constantly. We talked on the phone during the week and went on dates during the weekends. However, at some point, I became the only one reaching out, and he often left my messages unread. Even when he did reply, it was short, or he would just read it and ignore me. The number of dates we went on gradually decreased. Then he became an adult, and finally, things came to a head. While on a date at a cafe, he stayed glued to his phone, never even making eye contact. Then, while he left his phone behind to go to the restroom, I ended up seeing that message.